To The Good Ones

I lived the cold days full of cold wind

I lived the cold smiles, forgotten grins

I walked my cold steps, walking on thin ice

I survived the bad days so now, here's a cheer to the good ones

I survived, I walked through the mist and the wind

Trying to find a path, to find a home to live in

Trying to find somebody to hang on to

But where can you go when the Hell's all blue?

I walked alone again, walking on my broken path

Trying to find the pieces, to stick them before they fall apart

Seeing light in the distance, but the distance always seems so far